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Lorenzo Ferro plays Carlos, the criminal protagonist of Luis Ortega’s El Angel, an Argentine ripped-from-history crime drama that follows a young man turned on mostly by desires he can’t quite articulate.EXPAND
Lorenzo Ferro plays Carlos, the criminal protagonist of Luis Ortega’s El Angel, an Argentine ripped-from-history crime drama that follows a young man turned on mostly by desires he can’t quite articulate.
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Vivid Argentine Crime Drama El Angel Studies the Killer Behind a Baby Face

The most striking moment in Luis Ortega’s often-striking El Angel comes early, during what most movies would make into a tense clockwork heist. “I look like my mom when she was young,” declares Carlos (Lorenzo Ferro), the criminal protagonist of Ortega’s vivid, upsetting Argentine ripped-from-history crime drama. The young man states this while regarding himself in a mirror — wearing a pair of dazzling earrings — in a Buenos Aires jewelry shop he has broken into in 1971. His mom, you’ll likely conclude, must have been a true beauty: Teen Carlos may be a thief and a killer, but he has the face and curls of a Botticelli cherub, his pouty eyes and plump lips, and touched with sublimity. Criminal partner Ramon (Chino Darin), who often sputters out performative homophobic slurs, is briefly as struck as Carlos — or viewers. Slowly, teasingly, like a lover revealing himself, he pulls out his gun, staring into the mirror with Carlos. Carlos does the same.

“Che and Fidel,” Ramon marvels.

Carlos does him one better: “Evita and Peron.”

Then they look at each other, straight on, rather than at their exquisite shared reflection. The moment seizes them, their faces edging toward each other’s.

And then Ramon, the more practical one, snaps from the spell and continues ransacking the shop. This stirs from Carlos a quiet rebuke: “We’re alive. Why don’t you enjoy it?”

Just moments of screen time later, we see Carlos sprawled out on a hotel bed, nearly nude, lying beside their purloined rings and necklaces. Ramon passes out, nude, after a shower, and Carlos piles the jewels over his partner’s crotch, an extravagant cairn to mark a prize that eludes him.

El Angel is a crime spree as improvised reverie, one with a subject who is as quick to give away his loot as the director is to make the subtext explicit. It’s not the rise and fall narrative we so often get in films about famous crooks; Carlos Robledo Puch, instead, merely dicks around — stealing, occasionally killing — till he’s caught for good. Ortega and Ferro portray this gorgeous sociopath as utterly disaffected, a young man turned on mostly by desires he can’t quite articulate, even to other criminals. He breaks into homes and shops not out of a lust for material goods but out of something more like a turned-on boredom. He’ll swan into some mansion, dance to some records and drive home on a motorbike he’ll tell his parents he has borrowed.

Eventually, Carlos hooks up with a crew, but he doesn’t seem to notice that the stakes have raised. He seems to regard shooting the occasional witness as about as notable an occurrence as smashing a window. Ortega stages and cuts the film’s murders to emphasize the offhandedness of Carlos’ killing, which makes them all the more wrenching. Even the movies that have most cheapened violence bother to motivate it, to suggest that killing someone would at least, say, change the feel of your day. For Carlos, it’s like swatting away a bug, a nuisance only briefly distracting him from his occupation of the spaces he claims as his own, the spaces in which he is his most beautiful. Ortega’s film — crisply edited, compellingly acted, shot with wit and verve — is empathetic rather than sympathetic. It never purports to explain the precise psychology of the real Carlos. It merely invites us to watch Carlos be Carlos, with interest and disgust and maybe a touch of arousal.

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